House Of Pain

Pack it up, pack it in,
Let me begin,
I came to win,
Battle me that's a sin
I won't tear my sack up,
Punk you'd better back up
Try and play the role and
Yo the whole crew will act up.
Get up, stand up, come on throw your hands up,
If you got the feeling jump up touch the ceiling,
Muggs let's the funk flow
Someone's talking junk
Yo I'll bust'em in the eye
And then i'll take the punks home
Feel it, funk it, amps in the trunk
And i got more rhymes than there's cops in the Dunkin
Doughnut shops
Show'em the fuck up props form the kids on the hill
Plus my mom and my pops.
Chorus:
I came to get down(2x)
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around (3x)
Jump up, jump up and get down
Jump (16x)
I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe
If your girl steps up, I'm smacking the whore